Maybe this is just in my mind, but my experience in going about my daily chores yesterday, is that we women were just a little teeny bit kinder to each other. There was a little more sweetness, a little more understanding and a little more compassion felt for one another. I sensed it. Deeply.
No matter what your politics are, and no matter who you voted for, as women, earlier this week, we were on the brink of something none of us have ever experienced in our lifetimes before – an American woman as president. And I have to believe, that even in the most diehard Republican woman out there, there was at least a teeny, teeny part of her (that teeny part of her that was promised as a little girl that a woman can do anything), who found that idea exciting and hopeful and vindicating. And yet it was not to be . . . .
There is good that comes out of everything. Yesterday, I found a knowing kinship with other women (most of them strangers to me), that I honestly haven’t felt in a long time. And it was good.
Are you passing on love or are you passing on pain? Heal your pain and pass on love.
I felt that, too, as a matter of fact. My daughter and i were flying home from trip to England. I figured it was just kind women, but there was a difference in their kindness. It was more a camaraderie. I hope it continues.
Camaraderie is the right word, Gail. I am sure you had a wonderful time in England!